Chapter Twenty-Seven: Carrying It
Through the arch and corridor, Jiang Rin Yuan and the others quickly walked to the gate.
At this time, Uncle Zhao was already waiting at the door, and the door was open, sending off the general.
"Go to the General's Mansion to sit down?" Before going out of the gate, Jiang Rinyuan said to Cang Linhan.
"I'll look for you in the study in half an hour." Cang Linhan put away his nonchalant demeanor and replied solemnly.
"Okay, I'll see you later." Jiang Rinyuan responded in a rough voice. Put his hand to his mouth, and as soon as he whistled, he saw a tall and strong jujube red sweaty BMW running over. Shen Rong next to him is the same, but what is parked in front of the door is a relatively delicate white horse, which is quite inconsistent with his own image, and the most strange thing is that he has a wonderful sense of coordination.
Cang Linhan stood in front of the door, his gaze far-reaching, and he didn't retract his gaze until the horses disappeared from view. Cang Linhan turned back, and when he walked to Uncle Zhao's side, he lowered his head and whispered a few words to Uncle Zhao. I saw that after Uncle Zhao left in Cang Linhan, he hurriedly took a few people and ran outside the house with him.
Cang Suniang and Mama Zhao returned to the room, and Ju Xin was wiping the table.
"Madam, tomorrow's crab banquet requires you to choose the menu." Mama Zhao saw Cang Suniang's eyes stunned, gave Ju Xin a look and asked her to retreat, and then spoke again.
"There's no rush to this. Mama, do you think my decision is right or not, he is a good person, I am harming him. "In fact, Cang Suniang has been secretly observing Shen Rong today, and found that he has not changed at all, and he is still the silent and troubled man. And Cang Suniang herself knew that the troubles she had were no longer the kind girl she had at the beginning, and she hesitated in her heart whether to involve him or not, he was innocent.
"Madam, the eldest prince may already know today." Mama Zhao could only say this, sighing in her heart how the brother and sister had become such a relationship now.
"yes, there's no turning back. There was a way back, and it was all my fault. Cang Su Niang muttered to herself, what the latter sentence meant, and Mama Zhao didn't understand.
"Madam, the eldest prince said today that he would teach Miss personally." Mama Zhao mentioned it in her words.
"Well, since my brother has said it, this matter is basically settled. After dinner today, we can discuss the class time. Speaking of this, Cang Suniang's face softened a lot. Now, Cang Suniang regards Gu Qingping as the pillar of her life, supporting herself to stand up and continue to live.
Jiang Chenyi stopped after walking out of Cang Suniang's sight.
"Sister Qingping, why are your hands so cold, Aunt Tsing Yi, go back and get a thicker cloak for Sister Qingping. We'll be waiting for you in the front hallway. Jiang Chenyi covered Gu Qingping's hand, raised his head and said to Tsing Yi.
Gu Qingping was not wearing a thin dress today, and a double-layer brocade cloak embroidered with canna was draped over the red skirt, which was just right.
Tsing Yi turned his head to look at Gu Qingping suspiciously, Gu Qingping's eyelids trembled slightly, and nodded lightly at Tsing Yi.
"Yes." Tsing Yi quickly retreated, leaving Jiang Chenyi and Gu Qingping in place.
"Sister Qingping, let's go. Take you somewhere, just the two of us. Jiang Chenyi pulled Gu Qingping and ran forward. Gu Qingping's calves were short, and he couldn't keep up with Jiang Chenyi's footsteps, and the broken hair in his ears was fluttering.
"Sister Qingping, come up, I'll carry you." Jiang Chenyi was born and matured twice, and squatted in front of Gu Qingping with quick movements. The hem of the white brocade robe fell on the bluestone slab, and there was no polite appearance at all.
Gu Qingping was amused, but he was also curious about what Jiang Chenyi was going to do. In Gu Qingping's heart, the boy in front of him is always full of novelty, full of awe of everything in the world, and can always turn some small things that he doesn't care about into surprises. didn't refuse, looked at the shoulders in front of him, and leaned up.
Jiang Chenyi felt a sinking on his back, and happily picked up Gu Qingping and trotted forward. Gu Qingping's cloak hung down, as if he was about to be retained by autumn for this beautiful picture.